Pushing Boundaries, gang bang style (Pt 1)

We finally have time for an evening alone. I decide that I'm going to have to make it memorable by pushing boundaries, and dominating you in new, kinky ways that we haven't tried in our decade long sexual adventure. In order to do that, I'm going to have to get you relaxed first.

We start the evening off with some wine and pot-smoking in the living room, while we watch some porn on the couch. As your mind is relaxed and your inhibitions reduced, you enjoy the sights and sounds of hardcore group sex. The anal sex excites you the most, and you can feel an itch coming from your asshole.

After enough time for the drugs to affect you, I reach over and start rubbing your tits. My hands start out by gently rubbing your flesh, each hand providing light compression. I notice your bra is inhibiting the sensation of your nipples, so I say to you, 'Bitch, if I'm going to use you like a whore tonight, I'm surely going to have to have you naked. So, take it off. Let's draw this out a bit, though. Take off just your fucking shirt and that pointless bra, only. Leave on your pants. Right now, I want to see your pale titties while I play with them.'

Dutifully, you take of your shirt. You're not quite drunk enough to want to resist my commands, especially with the porn turning you on, and you love it when I talk to you like a cheap whore. You want to be touched. You can't wait to cum. You're ready to take off all your clothes but you decide to obey and take off your shirt & bra only.

I start rubbing your breasts more intently now, squeezing with varying degrees of pressure. My hands grip your entire breast, and then retreat to squeeze your nipples. All the while, you are watching some blond porn star take it up the ass and loving every moment of it. You decide to reach for my cock, hoping to speed things up a bit. I immediately grab your hand and hold it up in front of your face.

'I don't recall telling you to move this hand, you fucking whore. Now, you're going to have to wait longer for your candy. In fact, I think I'm going to punish you, so that you fully understand that you are nothing more than my piece of ass tonight.'

With that comment hanging in the air, I grab the hair on the back of your head tight, and lift you off the couch. You whimper a bit, as your head stings from the rough treatment, but you say nothing more in complaint. You know THAT would only mean more punishment. I force your head down on the floor, with the rest of your body following, so that you are now bowing down on all fours at my feet.

I say to you, 'Naughty bitch wants her candy before it is time. Don't think I can't see your desire to be used, to be fucked hard, right this instant. Well, I'm going to teach you some fucking patience. You're going to learn to obey my kinky, dirty commands, and if you don't follow my instructions perfectly, I'm going to set you in a corner and make you listen while I fuck one of your girlfriends. Imagine how difficult that would be...listening to my rutting with some other woman while you were forced to listen passively. Do you want to be a good girl now?'

Immediately, you reply, 'Yes, master, I'll be good.'

I smile, and respond, 'Good, because I'd rather have your pussy, anyway. Don't think that will mean I'll go easier on you if you fuck up, though. I always follow through on my threats, don't I?'

You nod in reply.

'Now, bitch, it's time for you to work a bit. I'm going to sit here, and you are going to clean my feet with a little tongue bath. Don't forget to suck off each one of my toes like it's a little cock. It's good practice for you. Keep your ass in the air, I like to see it moving. And go slowly...this isn't something to be rushed.'

As you take off my socks, you start to move your tongue across the tops of my feet, one lick after another. I remind you to do it slowly, occasionally pointing out a spot that I want you to do again. You're impatient to be touched, but know that you must take your time, difficult as that may be. After what seems like hours, you have covered every square inch of my toes.

At this point, I decide to push you a little bit. 'Bitch, I have one more task for you. Do it right, and I'll lick your pussy for a bit. Are you ready to obey?'

'Yes, master.'

'Well, then, take my phone and press the dial button. It's ready to call Jim. He won't answer, even though he's expecting the call. When you get to the voice mail, I want you to record a message using these words exactly: Jim, this is your dirty whore, and I'm aching to be fucked. Please come over to my house and fuck my cunt. I need your cum.'

You swallow your surprise and protests as I hand you the phone. You take a moment to gather your thoughts, and you can see that I'm growing impatient.

As directed, you leave the message. The words tumble out awkwardly, but you say them. As soon as you hang up, you see that I am not happy by the glare I'm bestowing upon you.

'That was some weak shit. You didn't sound like a hungry whore who needs to be fucked. You sounded like a reluctant teenager who was reading from some smut book. Bitch, if you want to feel my cock, you better leave the fucking message with some desire & longing in your voice. Call him again.'

This time, you speak slowly and in a husky tone, putting desire into each word. I smile as you hand me back the phone, and say, 'Much better. Jim is playing poker with some of his friends. I told him to play the message for the guys and see what their reaction is. Thought it'd be a great way to liven up their game.'

You are aghast thinking of all those men hearing you say those words. You don't even know who is at the party. But then...your pussy starts to ache, thinking of those men and how they will want you. And you look up at me and smile. At this point, I grab you by the back of your head again, and place a savage, wet kiss deep inside your mouth. Our tongues dance, and your body starts to respond. You feel my hand on your pants, unbuttoning, and then, unzipping them. Your pussy is aching, as I slowly, so slowly, run my hand down your pubis and into your slit. You're wet...soaking wet. My finger slides into your pussy as it has so many times before. As always, it feels so fucking good, your mind blanks and you're drifting in a sea of pleasure as my hands run over your body.

You're on your back now, only vaguely aware of what has happened. You remember the pleasure, my mouth on your pussy, my finger sliding into your ass...delicious waves of pain mixed with pleasure rolled over your body again and again. As you look down?only because the pleasure has stopped are you opening your eyes?you see my chin covered in your juices. One leg of your pants are still on, but the other leg is completely bare. Your pussy is insistent now. You ask breathlessly, 'Why did you stop?'

I smile, and reply, 'Well, I can't have you cumming so soon. When you're high you just pass out after your first orgasm unless there's something else to occupy your mind.'

As I'm talking to you, I handcuff your hands above your head, and lock them around the coffee table leg. This isn't particularly alarming as we often use restraints, but it does bother you a bit because you really want to get to my cock, and that will be harder, with you pinned down on the floor.

I resume my talking with a most alarming ending to the previous thought, 'Besides that, Jim just texted me to say he and some of the boys decided to head over upon getting your message.'

After dropping that bomb, I get up and start walking to the door. You hear it open, and are trying to scramble up, but the handcuffs have you locked in place. You take a moment to assess your situation. You are handcuffed to our coffee table, which is much too heavy for you to move, and are essentially naked, with your pantleg as the only stitch of clothing on your body. As you try, unsuccessfully, to slide into your other pantleg, you hear me talking with Jim AND with some other men. SHIT! How many guys are there?!? Your question is soon answered as four sets of eyes lock on to your naked body as they round the corner. They all smile, and Jim wastes no time, saying, 'Hello gorgeous, I was hoping you'd call. I hope you don't mind that I brought a few friends. They haven't been fucked in a while and are hoping to join in.'

Before you can say anything, I jump in with a reply, 'Of course my little whore will be up for some serious fucking. First though, I'm going to get my cock wet and get her to relax a little bit. Jim, would you help me out and stuff your cock down her throat. It turns me on to force some screams out of her while she gags on a hard cock.'

Your thoughts melt away as I slide inside you. Your pussy welcomes the familiar sensation and you start to feel your body responding. By the time Jim is undressed and presenting his cock in your face, you are more that willing to suck it enthusiastically. You hear some conversation, but can't concentrate on it, until my voice in your ear says, 'Whore, these men can't wait--they've been hard since they heard your message. I told them they can cum on you now if they need a release. I want your tits covered in their juices. And then, I'm going to make you lick it up. You'll do that for me won't you?'

Idly, your mind responds without really thinking, 'Yes, master.'

Seconds later, you hear the grunts of ecstacy as two men reach orgasm almost immediately. You feel the warm jizz on your stomach and tits, some of it landing on your face. Your thoughts don't go much deeper than that, though, because your pussy is loving every stroke of my cock and your mouth is wrapped around Jim's massive dick.

The next thing your realize, my dick is coming out of your pussy, and you pull off Jim's cock to protest, 'No, no, no, don't stop.' The guys all smile, and I reply, 'Bitch, did you forget you have to lick that strange cum off your tits?'

You look down, amazed at all the milky white semen on your body. It's mostly on your stomach, but lines of the stuff run all the way up over your tits and you can feel some on your neck and face.

You protest again, 'But I can't reach it. Can't you just fuck me some more?'

I shake my head and reply, 'You are such a greedy bitch. You'll get this cock, and these other cocks...IF you're a good girl. Now, I'll help you out by using my finger to gather up the cum, and then you lick my finger clean. If you don't do a good job of guzzling down all this cum, we'll just have to invite Jim's wife to this little party. She knows what to do with all these hard cocks, right guys?'

Jim and his friends grin in agreement as we all share a conspiratorial smile. A thought pops into your brain, what the fuck, am I not the first woman they've done this with?

You obey, licking up every little bit of cum that I collect on my finger. While we're doing that, you try to remember the names of the two guys who just came on you. Your vision is a bit blurred, but you recall one is named Mario, and the other is Tim. You take a look and Mario's package, and see it's absolutely huge. You've never had one that big inside you. You have a feeling your going to have everyone of these cocks inside you tonight. Despite everything, you savor the taste of the cum. You don't even know who's juices you're drinking, hell, its probably a mixture of both men. This wicked thought turns you on, and your pussy starts to noticeably throb again. You think to yourself, I'm so naughty, but I want more, now more, more, more, more.

At this point, I tell Jim to fuck your face some more. He starts to pound your mouth in earnest, now that he doesn't have to share you with anyone. He is thrusting his cock down your throat, making it hard to breathe. You gag on his manhood, fighting your reflex so he can keep fucking your mouth. You hear him moan, and he thrusts even harder, harder. He yells out and you feel his juices filling your mouth. Holy shit, he had a big load. It's filling your mouth, you can't swallow fast enough, and you feel it running down your chin. He thrusts again, and again. You hear his moans of pleasure and try to keep your throat clear, so you can maintain contact with his cock.

Now, however, someone else has entered your pussy. You can't see who with Jim mounted over your face, but it's BIG. Bigger than anyone you've had before, maybe it's Mario...but the thoughts fade as he starts to thrust. The mystery cock soon starts tickling your clit and making your pussy ache a little bit. Oh fuck, yessss, yess, it feels so good. You've always enjoyed a little pain with your pleasure.

'All right bitch,' you hear me say, 'Mario has wanted to fuck you for ages, and now we're going to let his king-size cock tear you up. Hope you enjoy the ride.' And then your world shrinks down to just the sensations of the moment.

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